I clamped my legs together and looked at the floor.“Hey, don’t be so miserable, all we want is to see your tits.”“And your pussy.” A voice i... the background said.I didn’t move a muscle.“Hey slut, I said show us your tits; NOW.”I was scared, very scared. There were lots of them and they could really hurt me. I decided to comply and started unbuttoning my blouse.“Take it off.”“No.”“NOW.”I did.“Now stand up and take the skirt off.”“Oh fuck,” I thought, “what would they say when they saw that I. It’s really quite organised here, despite the apparent freedom. And there’s another thing he told me…’ ‘Yeah,’ said Tracey, who wasn’t really too keen on this conversation. She didn’t want her holiday spoilt by feeling sorry for people. She didn’t come all this way, just to feel sorry for the people of Buggery. ‘The way they charge for all of it. None of it’s free. After each encounter, they have to keep a strict tally of what they’ve done, who with, where, etc. It all gets added up and put on. I added some jewelry, perfume and was ready to meet dad. I was scaredto death but something kept telling me I had to do this, oh why me .CHAPTER TWOMy stepmom told me wait in my room till dad got in and settled then shewould call me to come down. It was about a half hour after my dad gothome that she told him she had a surprise for him, she came and got meand we went down the stairs I was scared to meet my fate. When I walkedin the room and my stepmom told dad meet your new daughter Kathy.. Turned way loud, some horror film with enough screams to cover my own. After that I decided to keep this new play confined to my own room. There wasn't all that ceramic tile, and a pillow will smother just about any sound.The big event came one weekend when I was having a slumber party over at my best friend's. We were both thirteen and had recently become official women. It was that very night I realized not only was Renee no longer my best friend, she wasn't someone I even wanted to know. For.